Send me a sign, let me know
Give me a time, a place I should go
Reach inside, watch me grow
See me rise
Scene of the crime, star of the show
If you were mine, then we would know
The piece of mind in seeds that we sow are intertwined
We almost made it, making it is overrated
Scene of the crime, friend or foe
I've got a body to hide, you've got a body on show
With our bodies entwined, we will know paradise
Scene of the crime, go with the flow
Take it fast, take it slow
Stay blind so I don't know what's right
Our breath evaporates before our eyes
The ground beneath that shakes under our weight
We almost made it, making it is overrated
Making it is overrated [4]
Scene of the crime [9]